Title: Blood is thicker than ... blood?
Author: Norwegianne
Rating Pg-13 for innuendo, talk about sex etc. Nothing graphic.
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin et al. own the West Wing, Joss Whedon et al. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Barbie is the trademark of Mattel, My Little Pony of the company that owns that trademark, which is not me, not at all. Legally Blonde, belongs to its owners. Since my connection with USA is limited to my great-aunt and my cousins... I guess it isn't me.
I got bored of withholding interesting chapters... Even if ff.net is down... and I haven't got any reviews... Who cares?
Oh, and the thing at the beginning of chapter 1, it still counts. So if you're dead set in thinking that Josh and Donna belong together for always... SHUSH.
This is set in season 5 of Buffy, an alternate universe season 5. Glory still exist, but in the spirit of Christmas... well she keeps quiet. (I've messed about with the timelines already, why not that?) West Wing? A peaceful time, when it's quiet enough for a longer winter break... As for pairings- this isn't really one of the fics that's written with the intention of bringing characters together, nor it is heavy on the blood and goo. And yes, Spike will make an appearance. A fairly quiet one at that.
On to the fic.
Chapter 3
"Hello? Buffy? Dawnie? Anybody here?" Donna used her key to lock them into the house.
"Well, they're not here. We'll just go until they come back."
"Chicken. Of course they're here. Where else would they be on a Saturday night?" Her boyfriend grinned at her.
"Teenagers at home on a Saturday night? What did you do Saturdays in high school?" Sam pulled her against him.
"I had sleepovers." He wiggled his eyebrows before kissing her softly. They were interrupted.
"Eww. PDA, PDA. Buffy, they're kissing, major suckage. Almost like you and Angel, or you and Riley..." Dawn had heard Donna's shouting and appeared on the top of the stairs. Donna broke loose of the kiss.
"Dawnie. It's so good to see you. I've missed you." Donna held out her arms and her youngest sister ran down the stairs into them.
"Missed you too. Why didn't you come before?" Dawn hugged Donna like she would never let her go.
"Maybe she was busy helping run the country." Buffy's dry voice rang out of the room.
"Missed you too, Buff." Buffy smiled at them as she walked down the stairs.
"Yeah, yeah. Tell it to someone who cares." She smiled and kissed her older sister on the cheek. Dawn still clung to her.
"This is Sam Seaborn, my boyfriend. Sam, this is Buffy and Dawn, my sisters." Sam held out his hand to Buffy.
"Pleased to meet you."
Buffy shook his hand. "Are you really? Because I need to have a little conversation with you about Donna, since my father is not here." Sam gulped visibly. "Don't worry, we won't hold Laurie against you, not yet. But if you ever," Buffy looked more menacing than Leo McGarry on a bad day at that moment. "If you ever hurt my sister, I'll beat you to death with a shovel. Like my friend says, a vague disclaimer is nobody's friend." Sam resisted the urge to turn around and run for the hills and sent a death glare in Donna's direction instead.
"You jinxed me. You told me they wouldn't know who Laurie was." He pointed an accusatory finger at her. Buffy put her hands over Dawn's ears.
"Not around her. I try to keep conversations PG when Dawn's present, if possible." Dawn let go of Donna and grabbed Buffy's hands pulling them off her ears.
"I have heard the term prostitute before, you know. I go to public school, I'm not in a convent." Donna looked at Sam. He was mouthing 'Call-girl' at her, but was quick to shut it when Dawn and Buffy looked back at them.
"Not yet, anyway," Buffy muttered. "Maybe it's time to show you to your rooms."
"Buffy was flipping out." Dawn whispered to Sam as they made their way up the stairs.
"Oh?" He was carrying their luggage. Donna had practically run up the stairs with Buffy to see if her room was the way she'd left it, he presumed.
"Yeah, because she didn't know if you wanted to sleep in the same room. Donna didn't tell her anything about your relationship."
"And you didn't flip?" Sam tried to keep up with the fourteen year old.
"Why would I? Buffy freaking out is too much fun. She thinks I don't know that she was boinking her boyfriend in her room when I had to go to Xander's." Sam winced. What the hell had he got himself into? "Oh, we're here. You got Mom's room."
"Barbie?" Sam noticed the bed. If this ever got back to the White House, he was as good as dead. Josh would probably keel over as well, death by laughter. The President would trap him in a corner and tell him everything about Barbie, and CJ. Well, he could just hear her let it slip in one of her briefings.
"Yeah, it was the only thing that Buffy could reach in the closet. She's really short. I think I'll be as tall as Donna when I'm finished growing."
"Could you tell me where Donna's room is? I think she'll need her bag." He lifted up the bag in question.
"Sure, it's down the hall. I'll show you."
Author: Norwegianne
Rating Pg-13 for innuendo, talk about sex etc. Nothing graphic.
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin et al. own the West Wing, Joss Whedon et al. own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Barbie is the trademark of Mattel, My Little Pony of the company that owns that trademark, which is not me, not at all. Legally Blonde, belongs to its owners. Since my connection with USA is limited to my great-aunt and my cousins... I guess it isn't me.
I got bored of withholding interesting chapters... Even if ff.net is down... and I haven't got any reviews... Who cares?
Oh, and the thing at the beginning of chapter 1, it still counts. So if you're dead set in thinking that Josh and Donna belong together for always... SHUSH.
This is set in season 5 of Buffy, an alternate universe season 5. Glory still exist, but in the spirit of Christmas... well she keeps quiet. (I've messed about with the timelines already, why not that?) West Wing? A peaceful time, when it's quiet enough for a longer winter break... As for pairings- this isn't really one of the fics that's written with the intention of bringing characters together, nor it is heavy on the blood and goo. And yes, Spike will make an appearance. A fairly quiet one at that.
On to the fic.
Chapter 3
"Hello? Buffy? Dawnie? Anybody here?" Donna used her key to lock them into the house.
"Well, they're not here. We'll just go until they come back."
"Chicken. Of course they're here. Where else would they be on a Saturday night?" Her boyfriend grinned at her.
"Teenagers at home on a Saturday night? What did you do Saturdays in high school?" Sam pulled her against him.
"I had sleepovers." He wiggled his eyebrows before kissing her softly. They were interrupted.
"Eww. PDA, PDA. Buffy, they're kissing, major suckage. Almost like you and Angel, or you and Riley..." Dawn had heard Donna's shouting and appeared on the top of the stairs. Donna broke loose of the kiss.
"Dawnie. It's so good to see you. I've missed you." Donna held out her arms and her youngest sister ran down the stairs into them.
"Missed you too. Why didn't you come before?" Dawn hugged Donna like she would never let her go.
"Maybe she was busy helping run the country." Buffy's dry voice rang out of the room.
"Missed you too, Buff." Buffy smiled at them as she walked down the stairs.
"Yeah, yeah. Tell it to someone who cares." She smiled and kissed her older sister on the cheek. Dawn still clung to her.
"This is Sam Seaborn, my boyfriend. Sam, this is Buffy and Dawn, my sisters." Sam held out his hand to Buffy.
"Pleased to meet you."
Buffy shook his hand. "Are you really? Because I need to have a little conversation with you about Donna, since my father is not here." Sam gulped visibly. "Don't worry, we won't hold Laurie against you, not yet. But if you ever," Buffy looked more menacing than Leo McGarry on a bad day at that moment. "If you ever hurt my sister, I'll beat you to death with a shovel. Like my friend says, a vague disclaimer is nobody's friend." Sam resisted the urge to turn around and run for the hills and sent a death glare in Donna's direction instead.
"You jinxed me. You told me they wouldn't know who Laurie was." He pointed an accusatory finger at her. Buffy put her hands over Dawn's ears.
"Not around her. I try to keep conversations PG when Dawn's present, if possible." Dawn let go of Donna and grabbed Buffy's hands pulling them off her ears.
"I have heard the term prostitute before, you know. I go to public school, I'm not in a convent." Donna looked at Sam. He was mouthing 'Call-girl' at her, but was quick to shut it when Dawn and Buffy looked back at them.
"Not yet, anyway," Buffy muttered. "Maybe it's time to show you to your rooms."
"Buffy was flipping out." Dawn whispered to Sam as they made their way up the stairs.
"Oh?" He was carrying their luggage. Donna had practically run up the stairs with Buffy to see if her room was the way she'd left it, he presumed.
"Yeah, because she didn't know if you wanted to sleep in the same room. Donna didn't tell her anything about your relationship."
"And you didn't flip?" Sam tried to keep up with the fourteen year old.
"Why would I? Buffy freaking out is too much fun. She thinks I don't know that she was boinking her boyfriend in her room when I had to go to Xander's." Sam winced. What the hell had he got himself into? "Oh, we're here. You got Mom's room."
"Barbie?" Sam noticed the bed. If this ever got back to the White House, he was as good as dead. Josh would probably keel over as well, death by laughter. The President would trap him in a corner and tell him everything about Barbie, and CJ. Well, he could just hear her let it slip in one of her briefings.
"Yeah, it was the only thing that Buffy could reach in the closet. She's really short. I think I'll be as tall as Donna when I'm finished growing."
"Could you tell me where Donna's room is? I think she'll need her bag." He lifted up the bag in question.
"Sure, it's down the hall. I'll show you."
